If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world. -J. R. R. Tolkien
we went to the Ikea store this past sunday. in the process of looking around we found a kitchen table that we like. i’ve been wanting a new table for a while, and so has daecon. granted, we want one for somewhat different reasons.
i think this goes back to our earlier dating. we would venture out and realize that we were hungry. i’d want to go sit down and eat somewhere and daecon would want to “grab something quick so we could spent time doing other things together”.
now, here is where i think i failed to communicate properly in the past (we have since had dialouge about this, which is good). how is sitting at a table and sharing a meal NOT spending time with me?
i think i have hit a nerve here with many people in this country. so often we grab something QUICK, so we can hurry on to do other things. i have to say that some of my fonder memories are of the conversations that we’ve had sitting down over a nice meal. when we take time to enjoy our food and our company, we eat slower, we eat less, and we reduce our stress level. none of this is a bad thing.
i’m skipping around here, but lets get back to that table daecon and i were looking at and wanting for different reasons. _i_ want it so i can have a large table to sit down and enjoy a well prepared meal with friends and leisurely conversation. _he_ wants a large table for the purposes of gaming with plenty of room, and leisurely conversation.
oh look… i think we’ve found common ground. a sit-down meal followed by gaming (of the card and board game type). compromise and communication are the art of marriage.
however, it goes deeper than this for me. it is important to me that family (and friends) share time and food across a good table. something that is not rushed, but enjoyed and relished. these are the types of things that build memories that are so often overlooked.
as an aside: a friend called up and to suggest dinner one night. i started saying “oh ya, that’s a great idea, i’ve got…” and was cut off at that instant.
he said “i was thinking spaghetti. its quick, cheap, and easy.”
i was silent for a moment. “oh wow, i’m glad you suggested that. i was starting to fret.”
he replied, “i know, you think too big sometimes. don’t worry, no one will think less of you. its still a home cooked meal.” (but just so you know, i didn’t get the pre-made garlic bread, just fresh baked deli bread, butter, and some spices.)
Current Mood:
thoughtful